NETCEES CYPHER THREAD

High Voltage · 11-28-2013, 10:34 PM

I spit grime that'll make you grimmace.
make your mind dimminish.
On time i desing minutes
grind not blinded by limits. I Rhyme rhythmic lined with mistic proportions.
Fuck the whore you escortin. Her pussy's at war with cold sores and foreskins.
You can explore her within I'm going outside, She'll pout and cry.
Then grind a washing machine, when she seen i left her out to dry.
I'm out the sky with this shit. I spit it out of thin air...
I don't care. I'll spin your stairs flip a chair and step on your case.
I'm a disgrace. I'll Blare my bass in a residential place.

11-28-2013, 10:34 PM	#11
High Voltage Senior Member Join Date: Jul 2013 Posts: 278 Rep Power: 0	I spit grime that'll make you grimmace. make your mind dimminish. On time i desing minutes grind not blinded by limits. I Rhyme rhythmic lined with mistic proportions. Fuck the whore you escortin. Her pussy's at war with cold sores and foreskins. You can explore her within I'm going outside, She'll pout and cry. Then grind a washing machine, when she seen i left her out to dry. I'm out the sky with this shit. I spit it out of thin air... I don't care. I'll spin your stairs flip a chair and step on your case. I'm a disgrace. I'll Blare my bass in a residential place. Last edited by High Voltage; 12-04-2013 at 09:56 AM.

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